Juggernaut

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(CHATTING QUIETLY)

That's my girl.

Is that a fact, now?

You havin' a good time?

I was.

I have a feeling that's

all over now.

(PUNCH)

(SCUFFLING)

(GLASS SHATTERS)

(GROANING)

(FIGHTING)

F***!

F*** you!

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

I'll be right there.

I gotta go meet some guy.

At this hour?

Yeah.

I had to let some of the boys go

on account of the fact

that it's been so quiet

around here.

Am I gonna have to rehire

'em?

Why?

I mean, if Saxon plans on

staying in town for a while.

I don't know.

(DOOR BUZZING)

When'd you get back?

Last night.

Didn't waste a second catching

up on old times,

did you?

No, I guess I didn't.

What're you doing here

while you're back?

Look, you've been gone

a long time.

There's been a lot of changes

around here.

There's some things I need

to talk to you about.

That can wait at least 'til

you're cleaned up, rested up.

I'm about as clean as

I'm gonna get.

(SIGHS)

What do you wanna talk about?

Lots of things.

My mother?

Our mother.

So you know?

Know what?

That she's gone.

She passed.

Not in the way they say

she did.

I didn't think the truth was

something you could handle.

What truth is that?

That our mother

killed herself.

She left you.

She left us.

Now, this was three

years ago, Saxon.

You don't think pop and me

obsessed over the hows and whys?

You skipped town, you

skipped over your grief.

I didn't skip anything.

You need to call that guy.

Why?

Mom left you some money.

Mom didn't have any money.

There was an

insurance policy.

Mom didn't have any insurance.

Apparently she did.

Oh yeah?

Why didn't she tell anyone?

You know mom.

She was always private.

(SPITS)

Not with me.

(CHUCKLES)

Oh, Jesus, Saxon.

You wanna know how much?

How much money I made

off my mother's death? Nah.

Look. She did this for us.

To look out for us.

To give us an opportunity.

I took it.

I did what she wanted.

I made a life for myself.

What's your plan?

Just gonna lay low

for a while.

You don't have the

best history for it.

Things change.

Anyway, we'd all be a lot

happier if you'd just...

stay gone.

Who's "we"?

Me.

(SOMBRE PIANO

MUSIC PLAYING)

(SOMBRE PIANO

MUSIC PLAYING)

You're some kind of beautiful.

(STOPS PLAYING)

Feeling a little dark?

Where have you been?

I called your work.

I gotta go check out

the farm.

I think someone might

be squatting there.

You haven't been there

in years.

Why would someone be

at your mother's farm?

'Cause it's his mother, too.

Saxon?

Dean, you said "some guy".

You called your brother

"some guy".

He is some guy.

The silent routine

on your brother

is not gonna cut it this time.

I wouldn't know where

to start.

How about from

the beginning?

I think this is

the beginning.

Long time.

Miss the place?

Not even a little bit.

Yeah, not much has changed.

Nothing ever changes.

Not in this town.

It was your brother.

You know, I didn't wanna

say anything

while you were on the inside,

I know how you feel

about him,

you don't need

any agitations...

Spit it out.

Your big brother's become

a big deal in this little town.

He's pretty much everywhere.

Even bought that bit ol'

fancy house

we used to throw rocks at.

Remember that?

Good for him.

You uh, you wanna see him

in action, watch him strut,

go down to the town hall

tonight.

He'll be there.

Dean's a maneuverer.

Born with a horseshoe

in his ass.

Yeah, you're just about dumb

enough to believe in luck,

aren't you?

Why the hell'd you ever

come back, Saxon?

I got questions in me.

They keep me awake.

A ton of questions.

(FADING) I can't sleep until

they're not questions anymore.

I'm haunted.

I wanna be un-haunted.

(APPLAUSE)

Thank you, everybody.

Thank you, thank you.

When this man... and you

all know who this man is...

when this man had the idea

to bring a prison

to this sleepy little

town of ours

you all thought he was crazy.

Everybody was against it,

including me.

Well, nobody thinks he's

crazy now.

Gamble by name,

gamble by nature.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Mr. Dean Gamble.

(APPLAUSE)

Uh, thank you.

My first...

(SPEECH CONTINUES

IN BACKGROUND)

You must be Saxon.

I'm Amelia.

Dean's fianc.

I've heard almost

nothing about you.

The nothing's all good,

I hope.

No, it's just you're...

you're nothing like Dean's

impression of you.

What a shame.

I try to live my life by Dean's

impressions of me.

You know, I'm...

I'm from out of town, too.

I guess we're kindred spirits.

I like it here.

It's... it's different.

Is it?

People are nicer, too.

Are they?

I think so.

Well, don't believe everything

you think.

So what do you do?

Why?

Because it's a good way

to get to know someone?

What do you do?

I was a teacher once.

And now you're nothing.

I wouldn't put it like that.

How would you put it?

Anyway, what I do is

my business.

I was just being friendly.

Now we're gonna

be friends now?

I hope so.

A friend of my enemy

is my enemy.

Not quite how

the saying goes.

Yes it is.

(SPEECH CONTINUES)

...I want to thank you guys

all for coming

and my father for

being here, and thank you...

(APPLAUSE)

So I met your brother.

What?

Where'd you meet him?

Tonight.

You didn't... you didn't

invite him?

God no.

You know, I gotta tell you,

he's not the wild animal

that you described.

Don't be fooled by the gentle

nature of my brother.

He's like a sleeping bear.

Harmless 'til you poke

him with a stick.

Listen to me.

I need you to stay away

from him, ok?

Oh?

Why?

Hmm?

Is he the big bad wolf?

Yeah, he's a big bad wolf.

(BANGS CABINET)

Sh*t.

(KICKS CABINET)

F***!

F***!

(BASHES DESK)

(MOTORCYCLE ENGINE ROARS)

(WHISTLES)

Jack.

Never seen you in here

without cuffs on.

Can we talk?

Talk?

Well, ain't this day

just full of surprises?

Who's in charge of

my mother's case?

Case?

What case?

You mother committed

suicide,

found some notes at her place.

Why has nobody investigated?

Investigated what?

Your mother swallowed

a bottle of pills.

No mystery.

Not a happy woman,

reached her limit, checks out.

How do you know

she was unhappy?

Wasn't she?

Yeah?

Well, how do you know?

Lucky guess, I guess.

Money troubles,

messy divorce,

son in and out of prison,

take your pick.

Yeah, but no suspects?

Of course we don't have

any suspects

in your mother's suicide,

it's suicide.

What about Dean?

What?

Come again?

Dean.

Boy.

You really do have a hard on

for him, don't you?

I wasn't sure how deep

it went.

You really do hate him.

Facts is facts, Jack.

There ain't no facts

in your head, boy.

I ain't your boy.

Thank god.

You like facts?

Your mother didn't have

an enemy in this world.

No sign of forced entry,

doors locked

from the inside,

no prints.

The scene didn't reveal

anything that said

she didn't kill herself.

No foul play, no weapons,

no nothing.

No note.

So? It wouldn't be the first

suicide in history

without a note...

Listen, our mother wouldn't go

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